<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:39:29.588+08:00</updated><category term='nasihat.'/><category term='kasih'/><category term='private'/><title type='text'>Hero@Work - he &amp; art make HeART...</title><subtitle type='html'>living in knowing nothing is meaningless, living in doing nothing is hateful, living in happiness is an alert, living in pain is sweet, living in loving and being loved is everything...LIFE IS GREAT!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-293267045376606830</id><published>2009-03-09T11:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:11:50.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerita Hati</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUH2wOdKb5k/SbSI1t2QjZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0pj2dtMW2Kk/s1600-h/DSC_0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311020316998274450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUH2wOdKb5k/SbSI1t2QjZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0pj2dtMW2Kk/s320/DSC_0517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanya saja sama hati..&lt;br /&gt;mengapa manusia ada yang busuk hati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanya saja sama hati..&lt;br /&gt;kenapa manusia berubah hati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanya saja sama hati..&lt;br /&gt;kenapa manusia sakit hati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanya saja sama hati..&lt;br /&gt;kenapa manusia suka-suka hati&lt;br /&gt;dan kenapa manusia membawa suka pada hati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hati bila ditanya banyak sangat, hati pun menjawab) ;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berikan hak pada Ilahi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanya Allah Maha Mengetahui apa yang ada dalam hati ini dan hati-hati itu.&lt;br /&gt;Selagi mana hati ini melaksanakan hak2 Ilahi, tidak perlu gusar..&lt;br /&gt;Allah bersama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hati hanya mampu berdoa agar Allah memeberikan walau secebis rahmah, berkah dan keampunanNya pada diri ini dan meletakkan diri ini pada jalan petunjuk sentiasa dalam berbicara, dalam menulis dan dalam membuat keputusan bahkan dalam segala-galanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moga hidup ini sentiasa mendapat panduan Allah dan mampu berdiri teguh pada apa yang dikehendakiNya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk orang-orang yang pernah aku kenal dalam dunia pengkameraan ini, aku doakan yang sama.. .. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(termasuk juga orang yang bakal dikenali ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-293267045376606830?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/293267045376606830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=293267045376606830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/293267045376606830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/293267045376606830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2009/03/cerita-hati.html' title='Cerita Hati'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VUH2wOdKb5k/SbSI1t2QjZI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0pj2dtMW2Kk/s72-c/DSC_0517.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-7278022730330778216</id><published>2009-03-09T11:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:06:51.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenangkah Diri?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUH2wOdKb5k/SbSHleWTbKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/X9vBTJ1ayho/s1600-h/kenyir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUH2wOdKb5k/SbSHleWTbKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/X9vBTJ1ayho/s320/kenyir.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311018938448178338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Di manakah letaknya ketenangan?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di puncak gunung kah? &lt;br /&gt;Di tepi laut kah? &lt;br /&gt;Di tepi tasik kan? &lt;br /&gt;Semasa memancing kah? &lt;br /&gt;Sesudah solat kah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenang itu sebenarnya di hati.. &lt;br /&gt;Dan hati itu berkehendak pada ingatan pada Allah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan bacaan Quran dan zikrullah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-7278022730330778216?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/7278022730330778216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=7278022730330778216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/7278022730330778216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/7278022730330778216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2009/03/tenangkah-diri.html' title='Tenangkah Diri?'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VUH2wOdKb5k/SbSHleWTbKI/AAAAAAAAAAg/X9vBTJ1ayho/s72-c/kenyir.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-5144304142909160347</id><published>2009-02-27T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T01:38:46.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private'/><title type='text'>4 U - originally posted on 3rd March 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUH2wOdKb5k/SabTjQBOAII/AAAAAAAAAAY/fVIBh6TnbcI/s1600-h/biarpun-kekadang-PANAS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUH2wOdKb5k/SabTjQBOAII/AAAAAAAAAAY/fVIBh6TnbcI/s320/biarpun-kekadang-PANAS.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307161813451669634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kepada insan yang mukanya terpampang kat sini hah, abg nak habaq satu benda. Maybe 2 benda kut, maybe 3, 4 ,5 ,10 dan juta juta lagi nak dibagitau. &lt;br /&gt;Abang tau ayang dah banyak susah sebab abang...ABANG MINTA MAAF..&lt;br /&gt;Abang tau ayang dah banyak korban untuk abang..TERIMA KASIH... &lt;br /&gt;Abang tau abang banyak kali lukakan hati ayang..MAAF ABANG PINTA... &lt;br /&gt;Abang tau banyak urusan abang selesai dgn ayang..TERIMA KASIH LAGI.. &lt;br /&gt;Abang tau yang dalam kandungan tu anak abang..ABANG BANGGA..THANKS.. &lt;br /&gt;Abang banyak lalui suka dan duka dengan ayang sejak dulu lagi...ABANG SUKA SANGAT2, tak tergambar dengan kata2, dan ABANG MAHU TERUSKANNYA selama-lamanya sehingga syurga idaman.. Abang selalu terbayang kehidupan kita dengan anak2 nanti, anak berlari2 dan bermain. Ada yang duduk di tepi abang, berlari keliling ayang yang sedang lipat kain baju nak buat bekal untuk aktiviti kegemaran kita sejak dulu - TRAVELLING. Lagi, abang kerap kali juga berdoa pada Allah, Tuhan yang Satu, agar kita ditemukan kembali bersatu di dalam syurga yang dijanjikanNYA, insyaALLAH.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: bersempena keluarnya ayang dari hospital tempoh hari dan aniversarry ikatan kita..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-5144304142909160347?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/5144304142909160347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=5144304142909160347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/5144304142909160347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/5144304142909160347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2009/02/4-u-originally-posted-on-3rd-march-2006.html' title='4 U - originally posted on 3rd March 2006'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VUH2wOdKb5k/SabTjQBOAII/AAAAAAAAAAY/fVIBh6TnbcI/s72-c/biarpun-kekadang-PANAS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-798873370088607699</id><published>2009-01-16T10:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T10:59:04.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nasihat.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kasih'/><title type='text'>Cabaran Berkasih</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2372/2292959523_6ef031fcc4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2372/2292959523_6ef031fcc4.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harini tengok citer bintang Hati. Bukan nak tengok sangat, cuma sekadar mencari perbuatan lain selain dari terbongkang balik di pagi Jumaat ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang nak dihighlight ialah ttg berkasih. Kekadang terasa macam dah lupa cara berkasih sbb lama tak praktik huhuhu.. Dulu pun tak praktik sangat sblum kawin sbb nak jaga batas2 agama. Lepas kawin tu, ada la jugak skit.. mcm betulkan tudung isteri, main pipii dia, kalu amik gambo tu, pernah la peluk pinggang dari belakang dan lain.. (blushinggg.. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skrng ni rasanya kena buat balik la mende2 tu. Mende perasaan ni bukan bleh wat main. Macam pokok gak, even pokok kaktus skalipun nak kepada air. So, kena la siram jugak kan? Kasih sayang ni kena la tunjuk. Tambah pulak, bukan ke dah tau yang pompuan tu suka kalu org tunjuk dia tu disayangi n dikasihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersabit ngan itu juga, kekadang sedih bila tengok orang2 yang kunonnya berkasih zaman sekarang. Peluk sana, peluk sini, cubit sana cubit sini. Dah takde malu. Sebenarnya, pada awal2 mereka tu malu gak. Tapi pabila bercakap pasal mende bersabit nafsu ni, mula2 mmg camtu. Mula2 mmg rasa malu, rasa nyesal, rasa tak patut dll. Tapi perbuatan tu akan berulang lagi sbb nafsu jahat yg amat licik. Ada je alasan yang dibisikkan pada hati. Mula2 sentuh-sentuh je. Bila dah biasa skit, mula la pegang-pegang. Then, dari pegang berjangkit ke ramas-ramas. Err...lepas tu, karen 240V le will take over. No turning back, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mende dah jadi macam normal. Sepertimana kalu anak2 muda takde pakwe makwe tu akan dianggap tak normal dan 'kampong', kolot dll. Benar, naluri itu tak dapat disekat namun ia harus dikawal. Sperti mana kita kawal makan jugak. Kita mmg perlu kepada makan, tapi kita bukan makan segala mende. Tak smua mende buleh dimakan. Ada tatacara dan halal haram. Ada sukatan dia. Ada panduannya. Bukan main redah sahaja. Contohnya, ada yang kena masak dulu. Takleh la makan mentah. Kalau makan mentah, nanti sakit perut dan kembung perut. Sekarang ni ramai gadis 'kembung perut' sbb tak menitikberat proses sbelum 'makan' tu la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ada sesapa nak sahut cabaran berkasih ni? Ramai org menagih kasih manusia sehingga membelakangkan kasih Allah. Kasih Yang Maha Kuasa serta kasih baginda Rasul tidak tergambar/hadir di depan mata dek kerana dibutakan oleh apa yang terhidang dalam hidup kita yang penuh alpa hari ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-798873370088607699?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/798873370088607699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=798873370088607699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/798873370088607699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/798873370088607699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2009/01/cabaran-berkasih.html' title='Cabaran Berkasih'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-4726441660005578663</id><published>2009-01-14T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:00:12.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahun Baru Azam Baru</title><content type='html'>boleh ke kalu update kat sini je?&lt;br /&gt;Tak rasa janggal ke?&lt;br /&gt;Ada org nak baca ke?&lt;br /&gt;Ada org support ke?&lt;br /&gt;Ada org respon ke?&lt;br /&gt;Orang tak nyampah ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aii...banyak la pulak orang nyer..&lt;br /&gt;patutnya pucuk pangkal, pada diri sndiri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah lama sangat tak update blog ni.&lt;br /&gt;sejak datang kesungguhan benci dan kefahaman yg lebih pada fotopages yang memberi pekdah&lt;br /&gt;kepada kafir yahudi tu, timbul pulak rasa smangat nak update blog kat sini..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amcam?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-4726441660005578663?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/4726441660005578663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=4726441660005578663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/4726441660005578663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/4726441660005578663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2009/01/tahun-baru-azam-baru.html' title='Tahun Baru Azam Baru'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-112157441961085870</id><published>2005-07-17T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T12:26:59.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>antara pembangunan dan sejarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cpr-government.org/image/Mecca_Kaabah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.cpr-government.org/image/Mecca_Kaabah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Banyak kali kita berada dalam persimpangan. contoh yang aku nak bawak ni, bagi aku sangat penting. aku tak nak cakap pasal sejarah pasir salak ke, sejarah chandi lembah bujang ker, tapi aku nak bagi contoh pasal sejarah agama yang aku anuti sekarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mecca is well known as the most visited holy place every years. The demand for it to become bigger n more pleasant is hard to be denied. We are talking about massive things such as hotels, apartments, parking space and of course places for praying. And we know also that those things must be erected on the same place where our prophet put his feet to deliver the teaching of islam as our way of life. His house, his wives' houses, his friends' houses including his isolating places. So, there is where the collision happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susah nak buat keputusan. Nasib baik bukan aku yang kena buat keputusan tu. Satu group iaitu puak Wahabi (golongan yg tgh jaga Mekah ni) kata, kita tak boleh taksub sgt pada tempat ni. Spt contoh rumah nabi, tempat nabi start dakwah (dar al Arqam) n so on. Kenapa? Sebab tak nak orang islam memuja benda tu smua. Ye la, orang kalu dah taksub ni macam macam, boleh puja puja lagi. Kalu kat tmpat kita, ada orang g amik no ekor. Kat sana, yang aku dah tengok, diorang memang emotional, terutama kalu terbabit dengan mende2 camni. Maybe penghayatan tu lebih kut. Kalu diorang dah tahu menda tu bekasan nabi, kekasih hati, kalau bekas tapak kaki pun diorang samggup cium sampai berdebu muka. Jangan hairan kalu diorang tahu rumah nabi, mesti berduyun2 pergi tido kat sana dengan harapan kalau2 mimpi kat situ, dapat jumpa nabi. Kalu boleh macam tu, aku pun sanggup. Jenis macam ekstrem pun banyak. Aku tengok sendiri puak-puak belas sana (bukan asia atau eropah) tak kira laki ke ppuan ke, jenis yang meraung-raung sambil memegang kelambu kaabah. Sehingga terpaksa di ketuk oleh security kat situ. yang meraung2 sambil sa'ie pun ada. Mereka ini yang dilihat oleh wahabi sebagai contoh akan menimbulkan ketaksuban yang akhirnya membawa kepada pemujaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin itu sbg alasan puak wahabi untuk mengorbankan kesan2 sejarah tersebut demi pembangunan. Mengorbankan tidak salah, malah kadang2 itu lebih baik. Perlu difahami jugak bahawa mereka pun terdesak untuk menyediakn perkhidmatan yang terbaik kerna keperluan sentiasa meningkat tahun demi tahin. betapa mereka terpaksa melayan berjuta jemah setiap tahun dengan pelbagai keren ah. Imej dan namabaik sebagai penjaga kaabah tetap mesti mau jaga kan? Namun, adakah itu berbaloi? Apakah kesan2 peninggalan yang tidak dapat diganti dgn apa pun itu boleh dikorbankan begitu sahaja, tambahan lagi dengan Nabi Muhamaad itu sebagai the last prophet on earth. As a man for a reason of earth created?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu halus rambut di dalam debu tepung yang fragile. Sekali lagi anu berrsyukur sbb bukan aku yang kena buat keputusan, kerana kalu aku ke sana nanti menunaikan rukun islam ke lima (insyaAllah mampu) aku mesti mengharapkan keadaan yang selesa untuk beribadat( kalu x selesa, aku anggap ujian la). Pada waktu yang sama, aku juga mengharapkan dapat menjejak kaki ke tempat yang pernah dijijak oleh nabi, melihat tinggalannya moga2 semangat aku n kecintaan aku pada agama Islam bertambah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a click on this n read more &lt;a href="http://utusan.com.my/utusan/archive.asp?y=2005&amp;dt=0715&amp;amp;pub=utusan_malaysia&amp;sec=rencana&amp;amp;pg=re_07.htm&amp;arc=hive"&gt;http://utusan.com.my/utusan/archive.asp?y=2005&amp;amp;dt=0715&amp;pub=utusan_malaysia&amp;amp;sec=rencana&amp;pg=re_07.htm&amp;amp;arc=hive&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-112157441961085870?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/112157441961085870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=112157441961085870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/112157441961085870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/112157441961085870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2005/07/antara-pembangunan-dan-sejarah.html' title='antara pembangunan dan sejarah'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-112123995687327748</id><published>2005-07-13T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T12:28:32.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's life</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;" &lt;em&gt;life is never like a bed of roses... "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aku setuju benor. hidup bukan senang. tambah pulak kalu nak hidup sebagai org yg bertanggungjawab. phuiihh..payah tu. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bnyak tanggung jawab yg perlu dilunaskan. banyak kes, tnggjwb tu bertmbung sesama sendiri. yg ini minta didahulukan, yang itu minta dicepatkan. kekadang, terpaksa pilih antara 2. keputusan yang sukar n berisiko.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes, buta dalam terang, celik dalam gelap. nak pilih yang terbaik dan selalunya aku berserah pdNYA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-112123995687327748?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/112123995687327748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=112123995687327748' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/112123995687327748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/112123995687327748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-life.html' title='it&apos;s life'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-111977557040633014</id><published>2005-06-26T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T16:46:10.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Si Pee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="302" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a363/abghero/misc/9c00413c.jpg" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah nampak kereta ni? Ni la kereta kesayangan aku. Juga kesayangan bini aku. Banyak kenangan manis dengan keter sport ni. Tak ketinggalan jugak yg buruk. L Takpe, yang keruh tu, dijadikan panduan n dbuang jauh2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak tau keter ni tahun berapa exactly. Rasanya dalam tahun 1990 kut. So, dah umur le keter ni, Pernah tukar bumbung sbb bumbung yang asal dah berkarat n reput2.  Means, keter tu dah jadi kereta potong…mcm aiskrim potong lak. Dahla tak register ngan JPJ masa nak potong tu, so skrng ni kalu nak jual, susah skit la. Kawan aku gtau, bila nak tukar nama nanti, susah skit sbb JPJ akan test body. Dah sah keter aku sangkut nyer sbb potong tak report. Hmmmm…guana tu? Pakai sampai kiok la jwbnya. Tapi kalu nak idup, pepandaila panjang tangan kut bawah meja. Bukan nak kata JPJ officer tu smer makan suap, tapi that’s the fact. Kalu tak, kenapa banyak sangat lori2 yang berasap hitam kat jalan2 tu? Padahal, bukan ke lori tu kena test sokmo? Gumana tu…. Aku bukan kata aku ni nak suap orang, tak terniat langsung. Cuma kekadang, rasa macam dah ramai sangat org yang jenis lapo gini. Aiiii…dunia duniaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the ori story mory biskut meri, ap alagi aku nak gtau ekkk? Er… keter ni best. Banyak kali aku lepas tension ngan keter ni. Bawak laju2, cilok sana cilok sini, spin tyr kat traffic lite dan mcm2 lagi. Yang lain aku tak rasa bersalah sgt except kalu aku potong maut depan orang. Ala, yang gtu2 tu. Kalu ada keter depan kita kat lane kanan sekali, tapi bawak slow. Lane tgh plak ada keter tapi depan skit. So tpaksa potong kut kiri n masuk lane kanan balik. Bumper depan blah kiri maybe sntuh keter lane tgh, bumper blkg blh kiri maybe sntuh keter kita potong tu. Bahaya tu, bleh buat orang marah. Bukan aku nak buat sangat, Cuma time terpaksa je.  Termasuk juga time geram ngan keter depan tu. Ye lah, dah bagi signal, beam n hon pun, taknak ganjak gak. Kalu nak slow, pakai lane tgh la. Kalu tak perasan pun, org dah bagi beam pun, buat bodoh je… geram sungguh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accident ngan keter ni? Hmmm..jap nak ingat, No 1 time depan Uniten, susur kelaur ke serdang. Time tu lepas ujan, jln licin, aku susur keluar flyover tu dgn 80kmj. Tetiba plak ada moto kat tgh2 jalan tu, apo laie, pakcik elak la…tetiba ada pulak sbijik laei kat lane sblah, ken aelak lagi tapi kali ni aku trpaksa turn it more, kalu tak memang kena mamat motor yg bawak around 40kmj tu. Apa lagi, dah oversteer la. 3 kali aku terpusing2. skali CCW and 2 kali CM sblum langgar divider. Pecah lampu depan. Time tu, student lagi, mana nak korek duit. Beli barang n pasang sndiri la. Tgh malam beb…ktung ktang ktung ktang… sampai siap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada lagi, yang aku langgar lori time kluar tol sg besi. Yang aku langgar bas depan IOI mall puchong, tak smpat brek sbb tyar botak n keter aku full loaded. Yang lain2 pn byk lagi. Banyak juga yang aku terlepas dari eksident. Phuh..bnyk kenangan ngan keter ni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi yang sedey nyer, aku terpaksa menghadapi tekanan hidup skjap baru ni bila JCP putus timing belt time aku tgh bawak 120kmj. Nasib baik tak tergolek n waktu tu siang. Kalu la happen time tgh malam kat tgh hutan…panic wooo… dah putuh timing belt tu, kena la tunda n bekki la apa yg patut. Baraila dekat2 900. Price 4 d luck, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa bertuah ngan keter ni. Make me proud n feel good most of d time in it. Viva JCP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-111977557040633014?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/111977557040633014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=111977557040633014' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/111977557040633014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/111977557040633014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2005/06/jay-si-pee.html' title='Jay Si Pee'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a363/abghero/misc/th_9c00413c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-111977563271669278</id><published>2005-06-26T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T16:47:12.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>racun ni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="302" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a363/abghero/misc/abc36ad0.jpg" width="404" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;“ Kalu ayah kumpul duit hok beli rokok tu dari dulu, dah buleh umah batu dah.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itulah kata2 aku n adik beradik kat ayah aku pasal isap rokok. A very heavy smoker since 13 yrs old till now. 55-13 = 42yrs oredi. Mak aii… 42 tahun x 365 hari (tahun lompat tu negligible je la) = 15,330 hari. Sehari kalu amik purata 15 batang, jumlahnya 229,950 batang. 15 tu kira skit. Kalu 2 kotak, dah 40 btg. Pepandai sndiri la nak letak sbatang tu berapa sen. Memang dapat la umah batu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapa yang untung? Orang yang hisap kuar duit, yang jual dapat duit. Untung orng hisap ialah apa2 feel yang diorang dapat hasil dr penghisapan tu. Feel macho, feel released, feel steady, feel confident, feel awaked or feel great. Ada org hisap rokok sbb nak tunjuk macho (alasan bbudak skolah nak join grup). Bleh pakai ke alasan tu kalu budak2 pompuan yg isap rokok? Macho ke pompuan isap rokok? Erk!! Maybe sbb nak tunjuk status n feel confident. Tak konfident apanyer lagi, kalu dah semua mata memandang, dia buat dek je.  Tak pedulik org tu. Bukan nak kutuk, aku luah apa aku rasa je. Kena batang hidung tu, nak marah aku, marah la, macam la tak pernah kutuk aku or org cam aku.  Hmmm..tak pernah jumpa plak minah2 pakai tudung isap rokok, tak tau la nanti2. Except kat kampung2, makcik2 n opah2 isap rokok daun..kekekke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah banyak kali org war2kan fatwa haram isap rokok. Menda tu memudaratkan. Bawak lebih banyak kerosakan dari kbaikan. Rokok ni ada baiknya gak tapi baiknya tak dapat meng’cover’ buruknya. Macam dadah gak, ada baik tapi buruk tu lagi bnyk. Arak pun sama. Ada org sanggup buat2 tak nampak buruknya sbb nak kejar baik yg seciput tu. Dan yg lagi teruk, mende ni ada hantunya. Sekali kena, nak lagi. Aku akui, mende ni memang hantu. Aku pun dulu smoker gak kejap. Skolah rendah plak tu. Tapi tak lama sbb tak feel. Masa kat U pun ada ura2 nak ngisap balik, tapi tak tahan. Duit tarak. Best reason to quit. Effort gak nak menahan diri tu. Skarang pun sama, duit tarak. But, I realized now, bukan itu saja sbbnya. Aku perasan, 8 org adik beradik lelaki aku ni setakat ni alhamdulillah takde sorg pun yg smoking. Stakat aku tau la. So, aku conclude, mak aku yg doakan kitorg tak terjebak. Dah cemuih laki isap rokok, tamau anak pulak yg ikut jejak. Berkat doa mak. Arwah datuk aku pun meninggal sbb rokok. Doctor kata hati dia dah jadi hitam kering sbb heavy smoke tapi dia taknak quit gak smpyla dia meninggal. Datuk, ayah tapi tak sampai kat kitorg adik beradik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rokok ni bukan setakat racun yg mmbunuh diri sndiri n org sekeliling, rokok jugak menyebabkan ketagihan. Dan fakta yang tak dapat disangkal, ketagihan adalah satu penindasan. Sama macam ceti atau along yang letak bunga melambung tu. Sama la tu. Letak la harga berapa pun, bayar tetap bayar, hisap tetap hisap,. So, kira org yg isap rokok ni org yg tertindas la. Syukur aku tak tergolong dlm golongan tu. Aku harap sangat bleh tolong org2 ni sbb aku tahu penindasan ini dilakukan oleh siapa. Aku harap2 sgt aku kekal dlm keadaan baik begini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang duk bising2 pasal penagih dadah smpy nak bagi jarum PERCOMA, tapi pernah kisah sgt ke pasal penagih rokok? Ala, stakat promo iklan TAK NAK tu skejap je (skrang hebat lagi ke promo tu?). Tup2 kita terkejut plak Msia ambik bahagian persidangan tembakau antarabangsa. Iee…donia doniaaa. Orang kesah pasal penagih dadah sbb penagih tu buat jenayah sbb nak dadah spt rompak, ragut, pecah umah dll. Org takde plak buat mende tu sbb ketagih rokok. (kalu ada pun, skit sgt) Tapi tau tak, duit beli rokok itu sbenarnya boleh digunakan untuk kegunaan yg lebih baik. Average RM5 x 30hr, adala dlm RM150 sbln. Byk gak tu, kalu org pendapatan rendah, tu dah kira blanja dapor atau blanja anak2 g skolah. So, kalu tak cukup duit untuk anak2 skolah atau yg swaktu dgnnya, camana? Bagaimana pulak kalu duit tu bleh disimpan untuk ke Mekah? Camana kalu org yg smoke kata “aku tak cukup duit, tak mampu naik Haji”. Justified?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang isap rokok, kerajaan dapat duit cukai. Lagi tinggi harga, kerajaan lagi untung. Kalu org isap dadah, kerajaan dapat apa? Ada ke cukai dadah? Boleh bayang tak kalu ada cukai dadah? (Maybe ada untuk dadah2 yg dibuat ubat tu) . Ntahla, tatau nak kata apa laie. Sapala kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak dapat dibayangkan, satu hari nanti, dadah jadi macam rokok – nak isap, isaplah jgn buat jenayah sudah. Ada kawasan boleh isap, ada kawsan prohibited. Masa tu, nak bagi picagari pree pun takde pelik kut. Yang ni pun aku tak faham. Org yg hisap dadah tu tak waras, out of mind control, so camana dia bleh differentiate mana satu jarum dia yg bersih (free HIV) atau yg dijangkiti. Time first inject maybe pakai dia punya, pastu bila high n tak cukup dose, ntah saper punya dia tibai. Main rembat je la. Ntah camana idea ni. Maybe aku tak cukup info lagi kut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakai kondom utk bersama ngan org yang diwas-was tak humiliate sgt tapi kalu la dibawak mobile HIV tester sblm ‘ehem’ mesti timbul soal human right etc. menghina la, bias la dan sbgnya. Komen?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-111977563271669278?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/111977563271669278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=111977563271669278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/111977563271669278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/111977563271669278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2005/06/racun-ni.html' title='racun ni'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a363/abghero/misc/th_abc36ad0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-110941149210082156</id><published>2005-02-26T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T17:51:32.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTIVATED OR RUSHING?</title><content type='html'>ALO HAI...salams...all the good greeting and blessings. dah lama aku tak masuk sini. 4 bulan lebih. bz la... still keje kat EQ bangi. dah jadi orang yang dikenali ramai di situ. cuma apa yang aku nak citer ni, skit sbnyak buat ramai org shocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nak g oversea, merantau skejap cari pengalaman dan duit. aku dah puas makan gaji ngan orang. aku ada keberanian dan kedegilan untuk start bisnes sendiri. degil tu yang penting, kedegialan yang telah jadi bekalan aku untuk habiskan degree kat uniten walau betapa azab sengsaranya. so, why not make use of that born with attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku nak bukak kedai sendiri, restoran sendiri n ada fast food on my type. dah ada tu cukup la, kaya giler dah tu. aku tamau tunggu umur 39 untuk g haji, ada keter yang bagus amat, rumah sendiri dan jaminan untuk anak bini (ALLAH punya kuasa). betapa ramai orang yang muda2 lagi dah senang hidup kerana berani! dare to fail. But for me, i take it like this - EAGER TO SUCCCED, DARE TO FAIL! insyaAllah dengan MOTIVASI yang ada, aku kena usahakan dan tak berpaling ke belakang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matlamat mesti crystal clear. JELAS! aku tau, nak buka bisnes bukan senang, mesti ada modal n pengalaman. bagi aku, modal lebih senang dcari compare to pengalaman. pengalaman aku dah 6 bulan ni memang di kira baru tapi aku rasa aku bleh sambung 'klas pengalaman' aku tu secara praktikal. kena try meniaga skrang. cuma sekarang ni aku ada plan baaaaik punya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memandangkan aku dan bini aku duduk jauh, dan dia pun tak abih blaja lagi, aku ada terasa n bsungguh untuk kerja kat oversea. alang2 bjauhan, bila berbaloi. aku g keje kat sana, boleh bawak balik duit bnyk dgn syarat aku pndai bjimat kat sana. stakat ini aku amik yang positif sgl kemungkinan yg bakal berlaku kelak. mungkin aku cuma take into acct mende yg baik2 je, walhal nanti jadi kat sana mende yang aku tak duga. BERANI! niat aku nak cari duit, ilmu2 masak westen n yang penting gak ialah value aku sebagai tukang masak n cafe owner nanti. ada la extra merit kalu pernah keje kat oversea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skrang ni tengah korek2 peluang. so, pendek citer, SESAPA BLEH TOLONG?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-110941149210082156?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/110941149210082156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=110941149210082156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/110941149210082156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/110941149210082156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2005/02/motivated-or-rushing.html' title='MOTIVATED OR RUSHING?'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-109412113855180026</id><published>2004-10-21T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T10:59:27.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby chef</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.eatbabies.com/recipes/chef.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a'kum. salam sejahtera semua. dah lama gila aku tak blog kat sini. dah naik sawang semer umah blog aku ni. for those yang datang sini n tgk takde updates, sori la bbyk. soooooo bz maaa. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tgk gambar kat atas tu. itulah aku sekarang. baby chef. kerja aku sekarang sbg commis 1. satu tangga di bawah chef kat hotel equatorial bangi putrajaya (nama baru). baby tu melambangkan betapa barunya aku dalam bidang ke'chef'an di hotel ni. semalam, 20 oct, baru sebulan aku kerja kat sana. experience masa masuk, zero beb! then, i gained slowly. telinga ni naik panas sejuk je bila kena marah, maki n suruh itu ini. terkejar-kejar aku. dahla lantai tu licin, kasut yang aku pakai plak, kasut yang employee2 lama reject. imagine la, 5 jam lebih aku tak kenal erti duduk, terpaksa buat itu ini n rush a lot. nak bersandar atau letak tangan atas meja pun, ada yang sound. one day, aku slipped while carrying kari udand n dalca ayam. ayam selamat, tapi udang 'selamat'. aku mandi kari udang hari tu, heheheh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;masa aku keje ialah 9-5. tu kalu bulan x pose n kalu kerje tak banyak. kalu ada morning function, terpaksa masuk awai, seawal 6am. kalu function diner plak, balik lewat la. ko bayangla, dinner ni ada ucapan2, joget2, nyanyi2 etc, so kekadang makan kul 9 lebih atau kul 10. terpaksa la menunggu guest makan sampai abih function. kul 12 baru sampai umah. esok pagi, kul 8 dah kena masuk balik. bulan pose ni, aku masuk kul 11 sbb funtion n lunch buffet xde. cuma nak kena layan buffet bukak pose je la. aku masuk kul 11, masak2 n serve utk berbuka. kul 7 supposed dah bleh balik kalu tak banyak mnde nak prepare utk hari esoknya. kalu kena prepare utk esok, extend la masa keje. tapi kira OT la. kekadang terpaksa ke depan jugak, layan org2 kaya bnyk duit yang dtg buffet berbuka ( RM50/head). aku jaga stall sate atau kambing panggang atau seafood bakar. heheheh kaya diorang ni..tapi takde la sampai nak tipkan aku.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;got to stop here. TBC.. aku nak masuk keje plak ni. in short, i love this job. nanti dapat duit, bleh makan sedap2. ( hari2 aku makan kat hotel, kekekekeke) cuma, ada mende yang aku sedih, kat hotel ni esp kat kitchen, ramai yg x solat n tak poser. n x segan2 makan depan org poser. 90% x poser. setakat dah dekat seminggu poser ni, aku beleh tahan even kje dpn makanan. cuma terkilan sbb x dapat jemaah terawikh kat surau. jemaah 2 org kat umah je la kan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;adiosss, see u next time! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;' hopefully pose kita bukan setakat lapa dan dahaga n tak korek sana sini je la...amin!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-109412113855180026?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/109412113855180026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=109412113855180026' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109412113855180026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109412113855180026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/10/baby-chef.html' title='baby chef'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-109412064736067435</id><published>2004-09-02T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T18:24:07.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing free</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v395/atok/acid/waterless.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gambar time takde air kat desa surada... 1998&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wehaaa…pancit siot…tayar moto aku pancit..ehh silap, bukan moto aku…tak kiralah moto sapa, yang penting, moto tu ngada-ngada pancit n buat aku tolak dia jauh dalam keadaan lapo n letih plus ngantuk... takpela, dugaan puasa sekali dengan dugaan mencari kerja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to original topic, sometimes, it’s really hard to understand the script of GOD, the way HE write our play on this stage called life. A lot of WHYs cannot get the answers. But the more we past our age, the more we get to understand. Just like the picture above, why we had to rush every time the water tanker pass by. Kalu tak, susah la nak amik wudu’ n plus the ‘kecik n besar’ stuff. Cerewet ooo, sakit ati pun ada especially when someone who didn’t help you carry the water, easily ‘perabih’ the water. After years passed, I learned something from the thing happened. It was a lesson for us actually. The lesson to increase our patience, brotherhood, positive spirit n so on. Build our muscle too. Sebab tu dulu tak boroi..kuang3x. when I looked back, I see the ruler that can measure our level of maturity. Marriage of course make me more matured but the way I looked thing especially the past, can help me getting more dewasa. But, don't misunderstand, we still need to look for the future since we are getting ahead n aged, so we must prepare for ourselves for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about prepare, jom prepare for bulan poser…:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-109412064736067435?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/109412064736067435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=109412064736067435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109412064736067435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109412064736067435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/09/nothing-free.html' title='nothing free'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-109401525178272674</id><published>2004-09-01T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T13:07:31.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for u, wmfwh aka martin lawrence</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photobucket.com/albums/v395/atok/acid/makanbudak.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;long time no see dudeh! lama gile aku tak blogging kat sini, sibuk blogging kat lain. takde access, mana mau masuk internet. a lot of excuse aku bleh bagi tapi the truth is aku banyak committment lain lately. sepupu aku kawin, adik aku convo kat uia, mak ayah aku datang dari trg... kemas umah mak sedara aku kat putrajaya yang baru pindah and lots more yang aku pun malas nak ingat dah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, aku dah janji ngan si mamat acid ni nak bagi suprise kat dia. tapi aku rasa surprise aku nak dah less kicking sbb ada yang dah tolong iklankan kat sini.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, THIS PIC IS FOR YOU, MING! A LOT MORE IS COMING..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku duk kemas-kemas umah, jumpala gambar ni. and then, another..and another... I wonder that how i can keep this funny pic of ours? and at first, why we 'rela' to be captured like that? after a while, i got the answer.. the picture is nothing more than a proof that we sometimes ago had a very top living. enjoy, laughing, no worry (except the quizess, tests n exams) and so colourful enviroment. even got no money couldnot make us worry. a lot of spontaneous quotation came out from our stinky mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. makan budak!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. asa royat jah..&lt;br /&gt;3. born to ride..&lt;br /&gt;4. panc*t awai.. (the star can be i or u)&lt;br /&gt;5. duk jjiwoo..&lt;br /&gt;6. dan banyak lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these pics can relive our memories, bring us back to the place where we stand once. too valuable... i still remember that what i can 'one night stand'. aku mung n borg. dalam bilik belakang. pouring our hearts out, talking about what we felt at the moment. our study, our future, family, responsibilities and so on. so, that night, our pillow got some newcomer-instead of 'yucky' saliva, they our tears too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, lastly, let me relate the past to our present. nothing happen in the past to be considered meaningless or nothing. God made our past happen in HIS own way. what happened in the past, slightly shows our today. we enjoyed at the past and right now, let think and put more effort in our present responsibilities. the joy is still there and always waiting for us. our past taught us to be happy and alive in every problems that stucking us to the ground. BUT the effort always neccesary. hope u all agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time is up! see u nextime! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s : all the best for the comin fahimi jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-109401525178272674?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/109401525178272674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=109401525178272674' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109401525178272674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109401525178272674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/09/for-u-wmfwh-aka-martin-lawrence.html' title='for u, wmfwh aka martin lawrence'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-109153505842418019</id><published>2004-08-03T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T20:10:58.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ghost?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 310px; HEIGHT: 283px" height="383" src="http://www.itsnaereal.com/Ghost.jpg" width="396" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i can say? just look at the pic above. look carefully. see the shadow? but nobody on the chair rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ada masa kita ni macam bagus... tapi ada jugak masanya kita rasa kita ni banyak dosa. ada dosa yang tak nampak, ada dosa yang kita sendiri perasan, ada yang org lain perasan. ada jugak yang kita tak perasan, org lain pun tak perasan, cuma malaikat je yang tak letih2 mencatat. tak dapat nafi, setan dan qorin tu sentiasa galak dalam diri kita terutama kita ni lemah, tak kuat iman, makan banyak, suka marah2 dan lain2. tapi kenapa nak letak blame tu atas kepala menatang tu? so kita kena kuatkan diri sendiri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so, bila duduk sendiri atas kerusi dan melihat bayang, aku terpikir. aku tak dapat lari dari bayang kecuali aku duduk dalam keranda ditimbus dalam tanah yang gelap gelita. dark shadow of me always exists. so, let me take it as a fight or challenge. satu peperangan dalam diri untuk meminima bahagian gelap tu ke tahap yang paling sikit. kekuatan diri sangat perlu. itulah kekuatan yang sebenar...i'm scared, too scared when thinking how i'll survive the situation when i leave behind my wife, family, friends (including u fahimi), my JCP and all those thing which i counted as me and mine. going to a waiting period like quarantine, with no one as company and no turning back. what the hell is waiting or may i say what the jannah is calling for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my dark side getting wider since maghrib is getting out...seyya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-109153505842418019?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/109153505842418019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=109153505842418019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109153505842418019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109153505842418019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/08/ghost.html' title='ghost?'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-109143222814882815</id><published>2004-08-02T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T15:37:08.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice weather, good news...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This morning, sun shines like it not in sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;The breeze wipes all the smiling faces like storms never exist.&lt;br /&gt;Leaves on tree like dancing while the birds singing.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the weather report says,&lt;br /&gt;Let’s enjoy the air now…&lt;br /&gt;Since tomorrow is uncertain,&lt;br /&gt;Nobody promises happiness afterwards,&lt;br /&gt;Except yourself, who will make it great.&lt;br /&gt;Excluding the turmoil and bad memoir, which belongs to behind,&lt;br /&gt;Drawing the future with brush of eagerness,&lt;br /&gt;Painting with paint of patience and positive ness,&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying it as doing it,&lt;br /&gt;While the wind keep breezing, the painting always need finishing,&lt;br /&gt;As human, we keep moving, grateful, and appreciative also satisfied,&lt;br /&gt;Still a lot of our canvas of life is white,&lt;br /&gt;Which color is right?&lt;br /&gt;Never let the fate decide, since the color represent our pride,&lt;br /&gt;My drawing is mine, so do yours,&lt;br /&gt;But the air and viewing belong to HIM, we only share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, the sounds, the smells, the sees and everything,&lt;br /&gt;Giving me the understanding,&lt;br /&gt;If the weather can change, also my drawing,&lt;br /&gt;Just keep going, till the white blank is gone,&lt;br /&gt;And later notice that I am in underground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://www.nuhoc.neu.edu/Photos/02-22-02%20Snowboarding%20with%20Jenny/images/good_morning_sunshine.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of good news yesterday. Aku pun tak tahu, kenapa aku begitu positive thinking lately. Tapi who cares, as long as aku happy n buat orang sekeliling aku happy especially my wife..it’s more than enough. Based on the current situation, it is weird for me to stay calm. No money, no job, and no nothing. Aku pun tak tahu…. Just like crazy, but put aside the crazy thing, I just want to be happy. Looking around, I can say that everyone who closed to me gets what they want in life. Wife, children, good job, nice RM, car and list filling more. Lucky for me that I am used with the not getting condition. So not to bothered and I really hope my beloved one can hold on too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan tak suka kalau member-member, adik beradik aku smer dapat perkara-perkara yang elok. Dah jadi kebiasaan aku mendoakan kebaikan untuk mereka. Aku suka sangat. Takleh aku terjemahkan kegembiraan aku bila dapat melihat orang gembira dan tambah lagi kalu aku membantu dalam proses mendapatkan kegembiraan itu. Sometimes I cried during that time but honestly, aku menangis bukan sedih tapi terlalu gembira kerana aku bersyukur kerana walau aku tak dapat LAGI mewujudkan kegembiraan personal untuk aku, Allah tetap bagi aku peluang untuk mewujudkannya untuk orang lain. The pure happiness bubbles from the deepest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share some of the good news (my own considered). My elder sister is pregnant her 1st and that can be a good reason to get transferred to putrajaya area which is nearer to her husband. Dah dekat 4 bulan diorang duduk jauh-jauh, kasi can duk sekali la plak, aku pun dah pernah merasa. Thing that catch my higher joy is when she talked about taking her unborn yet child to my aunt’s house at putrajaya. Nak suruh jadi pengasuh la tu. Hehehe kuat sungguh angan-angan, tapi bagus jugak at least dia pilih jalan yang baik. Daripada nanti dia bagi kat pengasuh entah sapa-sapa, (ada pengasuh yang suruh baby hisap ibu jari kaki dia), baik dia bagi anak sedara aku tu kat mak sedara aku yang tak kerja tu. Anak sedara..hehehe aku jadi bapak sedara la nanti..MAKAN BUDAK! Hehehehe…hmmmm…. Heheheh…. ?? anak sedara dulu? Padahal masa aku kawin dulu, kakak aku solo lagi, takde boyfriend pun… dah dia pulak dapat anak dulu nanti, aku n su? Sabar ye su sayang. Hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second is my friendest. Tolong anta dia g embassy baru ni pun kemain lagi aku happy. Hantar orang je, kemain lagi aku menyemat. I could not control the feeling, really happy. Excited is more suitable I think. Aku tahu dia nak pegi tempat tu, dah rindu kat kawan-kawan raksaksa kat sana, entah2 ultraman dan bunuh perabih pun tak tau. So aku tumpang gembira la. And doubling the happiness is about his steady life to make. Wa dengar cite la, ( dari mulut busuk dia sndiri gak) dia dah ada plan kawin. So wa pikir mesti mamat tu dah ada minah. Lama giler wa tunggu citer ni. Heheheh, mana beleh tahan tengok wa selalu lentuk je ngan bini wa…So, back to the ori story, dia dah cakap kat aku dia dah ada plan kawin.. tahun ni gak la, before gi jadi ultraman kat jepun tu. Cuma aku tak tahu la manusia mana dia nak kawin tu. Tapi yang aku pasti ****18sx18sx18sx****. Hahahahaha. Takkan kawan aku ni gay walau dulu aku pernah ditidurinya dulu…auww tak rela you. HAHAHAH! (aku rasa kalu sapa yang tak kenal aku n si budakbijjok ni mcm2 bleh dikata). Anyway, gudlakla smer2. Baidewey, ajokla aku time rombong nanti, almaklumla peta Malaysia ni aku yang draw hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu dua contoh yang aku bleh bagi. Banyak lagi, citer2 kawan aku nak kawin, kawan kawan dah nak jadi bapak/mak orang, kawan dapat kije best, beli keter best, etc. Citer2 yang buat aku rasa macam bangga. Mungkin bangga sebab aku rasa diorang tu sebahagian dari aku sebab aku dah kenal diorang kan. Tumpang gembira la orang kata. Sebab tu aku suka sangat visit umah member lama ni especially yang lama tak ketemu. Lagi bagus kalu bleh pau KFC (“kfc ada buat pau ke?” “bukan pau tu la, ngepau le!”), sate kajang je, dan yg sewaktu dengannya tapi tengok kemampuanla, takkan nak cekik darah member kut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart of those good news, one thing that push the pause button on my good news play, a phrase that make me thinking and feels a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“SAMPAI BILA NAK HARAPKAN KAWAN, DAH NAK JADI BAPAK ORANG PUN. KAWAN TU, SAMPAI MASA, TAKDE GAK!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm… truth to the throat to be swallowed. Aku faham, kalau harapkan kawan, sampai bila takkan ke mana? Aku pun susah nak describekan diri aku, maybe too dependent pada kawan. Susah aku nak buang tabiat ni, since my escapisms to all my sorrow before started with friends. Kawan-kawan yang mendorong aku ke depan samada diorang sedar atau tidak. Samada diorang niat atau tak, aku tetap mengatakan bahawa diorg yang push me forward. Or let me rephrase, the pulled me towards them in achieving the great of life. And I push them forward. Simultaneously and alternately. I never regret to be that way. But, truth is truth. I can not depend on them anymore. But…&lt;br /&gt;Entahla, tak tau nak kata camana. Aku ramai adik beradik, tapi situasi dalam keluarga aku tak membantu untuk aku meminta pendapat antara satu sama lain. So, the alternative is friends. Tu yang aku jadi rapat ngan kawan, terlalu menghargai kawan. And lastly end up, too dependent on friends. But like I said just now, truth is truth. So aku amik positif. Sampai billa nak mengharapkan kawan, hatta duit bayar doktor jahit tangan isteri luka pun pakai duit kawan. Tu belum kira yang lain lagi. Oh, the phrase is good, too good, right on time, either it’s meant to me or not, I love to take it.&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan lebih bersungguh dalam mencari kerja sekarang. Selama ni desakan idup aku pun dah cukup tinggi tapi kali ni aku sengaja tambah dengan desakan untuk membalas segala kebaikan yang orang dah bagi pada aku. Member aku tu pun dah nak kawin, so why not? Inilah peluang membalas jasa, duit yang 3 4 sen tu akan beranak pinak sampai boleh memberanakkan anak orang plak. Aku tak risau tentang duit keperluan aku, aku bleh hidup dengan air paip masjid (trust me, I had gone for this once) tapi sekarang, isteri aku perlu duit dan friendest perlu duit. Dan duit dia banyak dengan aku. Aku tamau, disebabkan duit dia yang aku utang tu, memanjangkan masa dia untuk ke bantal depan jurunikah dan lepas tu ke bantal dengan pengantin J . In short, PAYBACK TIME, MAN! Hopefully, ALLAH helps me more on this. So, sorry, excuse me, got some serious interviews to go…. PAYBACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-109143222814882815?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/109143222814882815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=109143222814882815' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109143222814882815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109143222814882815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/08/nice-weather-good-news.html' title='Nice weather, good news...'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-109093538695612583</id><published>2004-07-27T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T21:36:26.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tali aircond putus</title><content type='html'>nothing serious actually. but something must be looked after since it can lead to a miserable condition of my JCP. one day i'll tell about JCP to u guys. &lt;br /&gt;aku takde plak rasa tali aircond aku yg putus.. tapi lately aku macam rasa seram sejuk je. maybe becoz of tired. dua weken in row buat program kat PD. mau tak letih. dahla main dalam air macam dolphin. but at least, i enjoyed it very much. feels like i opened my heart as wide as the sea. freedeom, happiness and so colorful. and the most, i enjoyed what i did there PLUS doing that with my beloved and my closed.&amp;nbsp;no regret even our skin is burnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: su syg, abang enjoyed doing the programs with you. before, i did it alone, but now i got u.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-109093538695612583?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/109093538695612583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=109093538695612583' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109093538695612583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109093538695612583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/07/tali-aircond-putus.html' title='tali aircond putus'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-109092877886708880</id><published>2004-07-27T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T19:46:18.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dah demam?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Who will become an Ustaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Reality show yang menampilkan peserta 12 lelaki yang akan bersaing untuk&amp;nbsp;menjadi seorang Ustaz. Mereka akan ditempatkan disebuah madrasah dan akan&amp;nbsp;diuji ketahanan dari segi membaca alquran, menunaikan sembahyang wajib,&amp;nbsp;menunaikan sembahyang sunat, azan dan lain lain... Setiap minggu akan di&amp;nbsp;akan pertandingan memberi tazkirah di hadapan penonton yang juga akan&amp;nbsp;disiarkan live dikaca Televison.. Peserta akan dinilai oleh juri&amp;nbsp;profesional&amp;nbsp;(30%) dan sms penonton (70%) pemenang akan mendapat pakej haji percuma.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Akademi Islamiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality show yang mengambil 12 budak budak yang telah sesat dan rosak&amp;nbsp;akhlaknya.. Mereka akan ditempatkan di sebuah banglo, dan akan diajar cara&amp;nbsp;hidup islam. Setiap minggu mereka harus menunjukan apakan kepakaran dalam&amp;nbsp;islam yang telah mereka pelajari, dihadapan penonton secara live. SMS&amp;nbsp;penonton akan menentukan peserta yang layak untuk menang (pilih&amp;nbsp;berdasarkan&amp;nbsp;taraf keinsafan mereka). Mereka menangis kerana menginsafi dosa lalu&amp;nbsp; mereka.&amp;nbsp;Mereka akan 'dikurung' dan dipacakkan dengan 13 kamera CCTV.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Muslim Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Reality show untuk mencari penceramah Islam terbaik di malaysia. Peserta&amp;nbsp;yang dapat memberi ceramah yang mengusik jiwa penonton akan mara&amp;nbsp;keperingkat&amp;nbsp;seterusnya hingga ke akhir. Peserta diadili oleh penonton melalui sms.&amp;nbsp;Pemenang akan mendapat peluang merakamkan lagu nasyid dan juda CD&amp;nbsp;ceramahnya.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Bintang RTM (Remaja Tahu Mengaji)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Sebuah lagi program dari stesen kerajaan Islam Hadhari kita iaitu&amp;nbsp;berbentuk program tahu mengaji. Peserta diajar cara membaca secara&amp;nbsp;tartil,bertajwid dengan betul,menghafaz Quran dan berlagu. Peserta yang&amp;nbsp;berjaya akan mendapat cahaya nur Quran.&amp;nbsp;5. Audition&amp;nbsp;Rancangan ini berbentuk audition untuk meneruskan pengajian dalam bidang&amp;nbsp;agama samada IPT dalam negeri atau pun luar negeri. Tajaan akan diberikan&amp;nbsp;kepada yang berjaya. Syarat layak masuk kepada semua yang cintakan Islam&amp;nbsp;dan para pendokong Islam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note: dipetik dari msg fatien ke ppiuniten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-109092877886708880?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/109092877886708880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=109092877886708880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109092877886708880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109092877886708880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/07/dah-demam.html' title='dah demam?'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-109049585922321985</id><published>2004-07-22T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T19:30:59.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nak cari kayu..nak cari kayu</title><content type='html'>Susah seehhh… apa macam mau bikin ini? Banyak makan masa la mau pikir ini perkara… hidup susah, mau mati pun syushah.. hayyooo ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mau cari makan, earn some money, enough to buy some desired things. Banyak kali aku telan ayaq liuq bila tengok buah doroyan bertimbun tepi jalan, tapi duit tak cukup maa. Cuma aritu je aku dapat rasa time balik solat jumaat, gagau2 dalam kereta, ada RM4. So aku mintak kat tokey durian tu, bagi la durian sedap dengan duit yang aku ada ni. Dapatla sebijik kecik, sebijik besar. Nasib baik sedap, Alhamdulillah. Desires lain camna plak ? Sabar, sabar, dan sabar lagi. Tapi sampai bila aku dapat tahan ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seronok gak menjadi penganggur ni. Tapi banyak gak tak seronok. So NOW, aku dah mula mencari kerja. Macam aku kata dulu, aku akan bertindak dan usaha sungguh2 bila aku terdesak. Sudah tentu sekarang aku terdesak, dan tibalah masanya untuk menggosok kemeja dan mencari tali leher…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 Julai 2004. Tarikh aku keluar mencari kerja yang sesuai dengan minat dan kelayakan aku. Kemeja biru, tie merah, kasut kilat. Syukur gak bila pkir, at least aku ade mende2 tu, takyah nak pinjam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ada banyak choices, yang perlu di go thru satu persatu. Jenis aku, mesti paham betul2, baru bleh buat. Aku takleh main hentam je. Ada benda yg aku main hentam, tapi kalu aku dah start pikir, it’s going to be deep ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 542px; HEIGHT: 248px" height="200" src="http://www.hostima.net/abghero/gambar/gambarpaspot.bmp" width="380" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Sans;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;kelebihan kreatif = jimat duit..heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-109049585922321985?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/109049585922321985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=109049585922321985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109049585922321985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109049585922321985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/07/nak-cari-kayunak-cari-kayu.html' title='nak cari kayu..nak cari kayu'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-109049525960460321</id><published>2004-07-22T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T19:20:59.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mother's call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last day my mum called from hometown. Sounded sad like usual, especially at this current situation. She asked for anything I wanted from hometown since my uncle is coming to KL tomorrow. Keropok, buah or whatever I or Su needed or missed. Keropok might sound tasty when hot so I just agreed for her offer. BUT, actually I need one thing. The most needed, more than money. COURAGE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving the words, I tell you the truth. AKU MENGANGGUR SEKARANG! Having nothing in specific to do to generate RM and pay my debts which keep increasing day by day from several directions even by my phone calls. My saving is getting less and less but I just like stuck in the earth to my knee and it keeps sucking me deeper and deeper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://away.com/magazine/0996/images/quicksand.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“QUICKSAND! The more you struggle, the more it sucks you down. The more you want to get out, the more it brings you down…” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do now. Oppss, correction- I just don’t know what I gonna choose from multichoices that I have now. I know and sure that I can do something that will be great to me, my wife, family and surrounding. Looking back to my past, it is quite convincing if I say that I got some little portion of ‘hand of midas’. But one thing I noticed for this last 2 years- the magic only happens when I in critical solution. As example, if the situation is either fail or pass, the magic then will take place. But if the case is normal, it will not happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way of bringing me to this 25th year of life made me not hungry for excellence. I only wanted 2 or 3 out of ten since I got to spare those 7 to others. Sometimes if I wanted 7 or even 10, I never got it. Never! So I just go for average or some of us might say ‘enough eat’. At one time, I really wanted to have tuition for SPM like some of my buddies, I never got that chance. I got to be present at home especially at night since my father always not at home. Some more, big bungalow like mine always is a nice target for burglars and I already had some experiences with them there. So, fortunate or not, such example of reason was strong enough to hold me from picking my best star and just put my steady feet on the ground; waiting for rain wetting my body to tell either it is hot or cold. This is really embarrassing and pitiful to be told but it is the truth.- Cara aku membesar tidak memotivate aku untuk menapatkan yang terbaik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching deeply in my soul, trying to find the answer only ends me with more quests and puzzles. The answer that I could give always went to blaming zone. Blaming people, he and she and not forgotten, MYSELF. But too much blaming on me, making me restless, breathless and sick! Getting out from the blaming zone needs a lot of courage. The rope that I can only hold on to, is to enrich gratefulness and thankfulness in me. Looking and realizing what I do have now, is more calming, rather than pointing to what I do not have. I shall be satisfied with those thing I have now and ‘bersyukur banyak2’ from now on. But if I just says “cukupla apa yang ada..”, then how I can go and grab what I want in His reservation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cukupla dengan soalan yang ada…..????. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-109049525960460321?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/109049525960460321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=109049525960460321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109049525960460321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109049525960460321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/07/mothers-call.html' title='mother&apos;s call'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-109049195465834673</id><published>2004-07-22T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T18:29:51.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>luahan pasal duit</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://www.toomanycoins.com/Malaysia_1.0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;text&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nak kata kau ni kaya banyak duit nak mampos, tak jugak. Tapi nak kata aku ni miskin sangat, takde la. Cuma right now, aku rasa begitu bangsat sekali.Bukan dari segi perangai, (walaupun aku rasa aku sucks) tapi takde la aku istilahkan aku ni bangsat perangai. What i really mean is dari segi kewangan. Broke.Pokai giler. kaya ngan utang. kalu aku kije sebagai engineer skrang, gaji aku sebulan konpem tak cukup nak bayal total utang aku. husshhhhh&lt;/span&gt;.! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pakai duit adalah kemestian skrg. nak masuk toilet pun pakai duit. bawak lebih 80kmj pun kena bayar duit. hantu betul. Tapi bagi org yang kewangannya gempaq,sure takde masalah punya. sebab tu ramai yang bawak cam pelesit dekat2 200kmj kat highway. tapi aku bukannya nak cari duit nak bayar saman speedtrap, aku mencari duit untuk cuma menggerakkan JCP 1637 aku tu je. nak antar bini gi klas. lagi? nak gi mana lagi? gi jalan2 ngan bini, ronda2. gi umah kawan. beli barang etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, aku tersedar. giler aku. aku giler ke hapa. orang lain isi minyak nak gi kerja. tapi aku lani TAKDE KIJE!. TENSION AKU! AKU ADA DEGREE! AKU ADA KEBOLEHAN!AKU ADA DAYA USAHA. AKU BUKANNYA TAKLEH BUAT KIJE! TAPI KENAPA AKU TAKDE KIJE? Adakah sebab aku ni malas? maybe.... malas? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s a l m a n = m a l a s = m a s a l a h &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku takkan marah kalu aku dikata malas. bagi aku, malas tu adalah akibat. masalah utama aku ialah fear and demoralized. aku betul-betul macam buntu.tak jumpa punca. aku tak tahu apa lagi perlu aku buat. tenggelam dalam lubang sendiri. aku seolah-olah tak berupaya keluar dari kekosongan dan keserabutan ini. phobia aku.bila aku merenung ke dalam diri, aku mencari punca. mengapa aku tak bekerja? sebab aku tak semangat. kenapa aku tak semangat? kerana aku takut dan risau. kenapa aku takut dan risau?kerana aku dalam fear n phobia. kenapa fear dan phobia? sebab aku melalui bad experience dalam hidu aku yang menjadi nightmare aku setiap malam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku merenung lagi. apa nightmare tu? kenapa nak takut sangat, sampai hilang semangat? ntah la. nak cerita pun sakit. nak pendam saja pun sakit. TAPI, HARINI AKU MACAM RASA DAH DEKAT DENGAN SATU WORD =&gt; NEKAD! Sebelum ni aku terlalu pikir apa yang orang buat pada aku. mencari reason kenapa ada juga orang yang dengki pada aku. kenapa orang berhasad dengki, kenapa orang susah untuk tengok orang lain dapat senang? kenapa aku harus melalui kepahitan dan kepayahan ini sedangkan aku baru sahaja hendak menikmati hidup yang aku sedang cuba bina sendiri... reasonnya ada yangaku dapat melalui jawapan orang, ada yang aku reka dan ada juga yang aku paham dari kebenaran dan ada juga yang aku tak nampak di mana warasnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARINI, AKU TEKAD. whatever the reason are, aku dah tak pedulik. lantak mak nenek tok sedara kepala lutut diorang la nak buat apa. pdulik apa aku. aku dah pasti bahawa HIDUP KITA, USAHA KITA! walaupun benci dan pahituntuk ditelan, aku telan jugak. macam FEAR FACTOR! Aku rasa ni lebih dari pig rectum. cuma apa yang aku cuba telan skrng at least, HALAL! aku dah tak peduli apa orang kata. orang nak rendam aku ke longkang, rendamla, tapi make sure, jangan bagi aku bangkit balik, sebab kalu aku ada peluang bangkit, the drain gonna be ur permenant grave! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mulai sekarang, aku akan lupakan orang yang tak amik berat pasal aku. aku juga akan lupakan sebahagian besar dari kelompok orang yang atas pagar. means orang yang ada pun tak susah, takde pun tak senang and vice versa. aku akan create aku punya style and hopefully my own empire. aku akan start dari bawah. TAK PERLU TERBURU2. berbekalkan keyakinan bahawa aku akan sampai juga pada puncak yang aku cita. pasti! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. what's the plan? aku akan listkan choices yang aku ada sekarang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;1. amik master dengan ada pendapatan. &lt;br /&gt;2. cari kerja tetap. aku suka kerja ngan TNB atau kerja kat mana2 yang aku suka suasananya. &lt;br /&gt;3. bukak bisnes sendiri dengan modal sendiri dan modal luar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;aku rasa cukupla dengan choices tu dulu. setiap choice ada pro kon sendiri. aku still kat peringkat mengutip pendapat orang. kutip n pikir. kutipikir. sampai bila?like the money, the time is running out.... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-109049195465834673?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/109049195465834673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=109049195465834673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109049195465834673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/109049195465834673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/07/luahan-pasal-duit.html' title='luahan pasal duit'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-108952388650234267</id><published>2004-07-11T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T13:31:26.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when nature decided</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src ="http://www.sabah.edu.my/mtm020.wcdd/map_gunung.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a great picture to expose my journey at Sabah last 2 weeks. Somehow, it can direct us to my full story under this topic. Hopefully, it can break some ices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;sitting behind the steering wheel for the 1st 40 minutes was really great. Handling my sister's kembara along the road to Kinabalu park was quite fun but when i realized that the tyres are 'botak', i slowed down some KMJ. The weather was soo nice, COLD! Entertained by the music from perodua's stereo set, and some giggling from the left seat, i didn't noticed how time had taken me in the kembara for two hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM3 per head to enter the Kinabalu Park. Without anyone to guide me, or any appropriate signboard, i 'make fool' and drove slowly following the car trail. we noticed that we was climbing in a 4WD to the top of a mount. that was real sudden when we met with a 'pintu gerbang' welcoming us to go higher of Mt. Kinabalu. Hahahaha, we had reached 1866m above sea level. and 4199m is the peak, so we only needed  2333m to make. Lucky or unlucky, we only wore some lousy attire that we thought can make us freezing up there. or if we are luckier, might been found as ice aged couple some more years ahead. i admit that at that moment, we already freezing since we didn't plan at all to go there. Actually, our plan was to go to Poring Hot Water to take a bath in hot tub but i don't have any idea how we could be on among the highest mountain in the world. what a great achievement with a pair of 'selipar pallas'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i will tel about the landslide which caught us for a night stay in the kembara. uhuhuhuhu...freezing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-108952388650234267?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/108952388650234267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=108952388650234267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108952388650234267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108952388650234267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/07/when-nature-decided.html' title='when nature decided'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-108829532877604789</id><published>2004-06-27T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T08:15:28.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ii stim ko mah</title><content type='html'>salam sejahtera..almost a week since the last i blogged this diary or journal or whatever. it was not because of timeless, but only committment that i only need right now.&lt;br /&gt;for me, personally, it is really hard to maintain on the track, play it cool, constant speed, changing lane sometimes, ooorhh THAT"S HOW I DESCRIBE CONSISTENCY...&lt;br /&gt;In life, we really need that. Consistent comes from focus. With focus we can do almost anything, just like a magnifier burns a pierce of paper with a right focus. Imagine if the focus just enough to ignite a rocket or big explosion, KABOOM! So, that's why i tried as hard as i can to keep in focus, consistent in spirit and doing, in failures or success.. In fact, from religion's view, it is most advised to be practised in dailylife in whatever we do, (except the sins, of course!) That's &lt;strong&gt;ISTIQOMAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: playing with time just like playing american football - sometimes u need to go stern to look, but to score you must lead the ball and wait till it arrives in your arm and in a moment, TOUCHED !&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-108829532877604789?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/108829532877604789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=108829532877604789' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108829532877604789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108829532877604789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/06/ii-stim-ko-mah.html' title='ii stim ko mah'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-108806893529306367</id><published>2004-06-24T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T17:22:15.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JAWAB DGN PENAMPAR!</title><content type='html'>Ada seorang pemuda yang lama belajar di luar negeri kembali ke tanahair dengan angkuh dan sombong. Di dalam benak kepalanya telah lama tersimpan 3 pertanyaan yang dianggapnya tiada siapa yang boleh menjawab. Satu hari beliau bertemu seorang imam tua di kampungnya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda: Pak imam apakah boleh menjawab pertanyaan-pertanyaan saya? Pak Imam : Saya hamba Allah dan dengan izin-Nya saya akan menjawab pertanyaan kamu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda: Pak imam yakin? Profesor dan banyak orang pintar yang saya tanya tidak mampu menjawab pertanyaan saya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam: Saya akan mencuba sejauh kemampuan saya, insya'Allah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda: Saya ada 3 pertanyaan &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau benar Tuhan itu ada, tunjukan kewujudan Tuhan kepada saya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apakah yang dinamakan TAKDIR? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau syaitan diciptakan dari api, kenapa mereka dimasukkan ke neraka yang dibuat dari api, tentu tidak menyakitkan buat syaitan, sebab mereka memiliki unsur yang sama. Apakah Tuhan tidak pernah berfikir sejauh itu? Dengan sepontan Pak Imam tersebut menampar pipi si Pemuda itu dengan amat kuat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda (sambil menahan sakit) : Kenapa pak imam marah kepada saya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam : Saya tidak marah... Tamparan itu adalah jawapan saya untuk 3 pertanyaan yang awak tanyakan kepada saya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda : Saya amat tidak faham...?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam : Bagaimana rasanya tamparan saya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda : Tentu saja saya merasakan sakit dan pedih...!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam : Jadi awak percaya bahwa sakit itu ada? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda : Ya....! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam : Tunjukan pada saya ujudnya sakit itu atau macam mana rupanya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda : Tak boleh pak imam...!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam : Itulah jawapan kepada pertanyaan pertama awak, kita semua merasakan kewujudan Tuhan itu tanpa mampu melihat kewujudanNya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam : Adakah malam tadi awak bermimpi atau telah tahu saya akan menampar awak? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda : Tidak....!!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam : Apakah awak pernah terfikir akan menerima sebuah tamparan dari saya hari ini? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda : Tidak....!!!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam : Itulah yang dinamakan TAKDIR! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam : Terbuat dari apakah tangan yang saya gunakan untuk menampar awak ini? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda : Kulit dan daging...!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam : Terbuat dari apakah pipi awak itu...? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda : Kulit dan daging....!!!?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam : Bagaimana rasanya tamparan saya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pemuda : Sakit dan pedih....!!!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pak Imam : Itulah...! Walaupun Syaitan terbuat dari api dan Neraka terbuat dari api, Jika Tuhan berkehendak maka Neraka akan jadilah ia tempat yang menyakitkan untuk syaitan.... walaupun sama unsur asalnya...!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: AKU AMIK DARI http://shahz.blogdrive.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-108806893529306367?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/108806893529306367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=108806893529306367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108806893529306367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108806893529306367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/06/jawab-dgn-penampar.html' title='JAWAB DGN PENAMPAR!'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-108798382378248451</id><published>2004-06-23T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T17:44:39.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my friendest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src ="http://www.hostima.net/datoseri/potret.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni la gambar monyet saya.... hahahah no offence plz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni la kawan aku.. but, as far as my deepest heart concern, mamat ni bukan lagi kawan.. dah macam adik beradik aku. ikut taun, sama umur, ikut bulan dia tua lagi.. diulangi TUA! i think becoz he 'gelojoh' nak keluar. but for me, maintan je la dalam rahim tu, couple more months didn't make me drown. lagipun, best apa duk dlm tu.. kat luar jerubu la... best kalu dpt duk dlm perut mak balik!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-108798382378248451?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/108798382378248451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=108798382378248451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108798382378248451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108798382378248451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-friendest.html' title='my friendest.'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-108759442140616668</id><published>2004-06-19T05:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T05:33:41.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TESTING</title><content type='html'>kemain lagi aku malam ni..melekat ngn laptop ni.. digging up the beauty and head-cracking stuff of programming. aku ni bukan tak minat prog cuma malas je. kalu dah buat, jadi camni la, tak tido n tak makan. dah lama aku tak buat mende ni. dah lama tinggal. banyak try n error la jwbnya. skarang dah subuh, tak tau la esok camana? ingatkan aku nak gi jalan2 kat kk ni esok. maybe g pulau berhampiran kut. &lt;br /&gt;still x puahati lg pasal ada mende lg yg takleh buat kat posting ni. aku takleh attach gambar..esok je la aku korek2 lg.&lt;br /&gt;so, one thing i noticed tonite, i'm some kind of fussy. maybe fuzzy too. ngan la, fussy n fuzzy logic! because of eagerness to make a thing perfect, i keep thinking2 n thinking so that when i notice later, what i have isonly a dream...  uhhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-108759442140616668?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/108759442140616668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=108759442140616668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108759442140616668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108759442140616668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/06/testing.html' title='TESTING'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-108757763292907346</id><published>2004-06-19T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T00:53:52.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/640/CONVO.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/CONVO.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;convo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-108757763292907346?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/108757763292907346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=108757763292907346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108757763292907346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108757763292907346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/06/convo.html' title=''/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7349997.post-108752914546812873</id><published>2004-06-18T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T11:25:45.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ikut suka aku la</title><content type='html'>a'kum. hey you, wake up! love to see your face since we are belong to the same group-lazy creature! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the title, i always used this phrase when i try to wake up from sadness and pity mode. coz, most of the time i put people sake in front ( ikut suka org la ) and later i noticed that many people are selfish. (not only small fish,jaws n whales too) So i decided to make up my mind n get rid of those greedy and world-blind buddies yg suka dengki n tikam belakang n pentingkan diri (kesian diorang).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikut - follow ur heart n beliefs&lt;br /&gt;suka - happy, joy, like, love, laugh, be sempoi(my wife's side word)&lt;br /&gt;aku- mylife, a humble servant, son, leader, husband, HERO to people i love and loving me&lt;br /&gt;la - Looking ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7349997-108752914546812873?l=abghero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/feeds/108752914546812873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7349997&amp;postID=108752914546812873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108752914546812873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7349997/posts/default/108752914546812873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abghero.blogspot.com/2004/06/ikut-suka-aku-la.html' title='ikut suka aku la'/><author><name>Hero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10726252406781722833</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/141/1157/200/ALONEBE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
